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However, also because this person is Meng Yaodong, so the fire in her heart, suddenly subsided.

But on one side of Jing Rong is not, he is still black face, a face, almost black into coal.

He frowned and asked out the door, "so early, are you in a hurry to get reincarnated?"

"Open the door quickly, I have something to tell you..." People outside are knocking at the door, and they are talking.

Jing bao'er sighed helplessly, then got up and began to dress. So did Jing Rong.

After two people put on their pajamas, Jing bao'er went directly to the door and opened it.

What came into view were Meng Yaodong's smiling eyes and his face with a taste of yuppie.

"Brother Dong, are you crazy? It's only six o'clock. What are you doing here so early? " Jing bao'er looks helpless.

Meng Yaodong smiles, then goes straight into the door, walks to Jing Rong, who is always black, and says, "well, I just have something urgent. I want to discuss it with you..."

"What's the rush, about reincarnation?" Jing Rong asked with a cold face.

"No, it's about the confession. Tomorrow, it's Lanlan's concert. I've always discussed with you about the specific plan, and ah, I think about it. I feel very nervous. You say, if I go on stage, will I Can't speak? " Meng Yaodong road.

"Since you're so nervous, don't say it." Jing Rong lightly looked at him, "look at your promise."

"Damn, early in the morning, don't you have a sharp tongue?"

"You wake me up to sleep. How do you mean to whisper here?" Jingrong is cold.

"I know you're not happy. At noon, I'll set up a table in another cave. Please, OK?" Meng Yaodong road.

Jingrong snorted coldly, but sighed and said, "get out of here. When we're finished washing, we'll talk about these things downstairs..."

Meng Yaodong shrugged his shoulders and left without getting angry.

From small to large, Jing Rong is such a temper, he is used to it anyway, and naturally doesn't feel anything.

He left, Jing Rong is directly black face, low curse way, "neuropathy."

"He's also nervous because Lanlan's concert is around the corner. Don't be angry. I'll get you some water to wash your face." Jingbaoer road.

Jing Rong nodded faintly.

……

After they finished washing, Jing bao'er pushed Jing Rong down the stairs.

At this time, Meng Yaodong was leaning lazily against the sofa, watching the morning news.

Jingbao'er quickly pushed Jingrong forward, then sat down beside Meng Yaodong and said, "brother Dong, we're ok..."

"Well, as we said before, at the concert, I went on stage with 99 roses in my arms, and then confessed. I didn't think it was a surprise enough..." Meng Yaodong road.

"What do you think is a real surprise?" Asked Jing bao'er.

"That what, I think, at that time, before I go on stage, I should let the stage, directly under the rain of rose petals, so as to be romantic..." Meng Yaodong road.

Hearing this, Jing bao'er could not help thinking: it's really hard for him.

I didn't expect Meng Yaodong to come up with such a romantic idea.

She immediately nodded, "I think it's OK, brother Dong, you can do it..."

"Right? Is that ok? " Meng Yaodong said again.

"Yes, I think about it. I think I will be very nervous tomorrow. And when is the right time for me to go on stage? If she comes on stage too early, it may affect the progress of her concert. Is it better to come on stage at the end? " Meng Yaodong road.

"Didn't that have been discussed before? Finally Jingrong road.

"Oh. Yeah, I've discussed it before. Look at me. My nervous brain is short circuited. " Meng Yaodong awkwardly touched the back of his head and said.

In this world, there will be no one but Lan Lan who can make Meng Yaodong nervous.

He Meng Shao, no matter in the face of anyone, anything, all calm so, only in the face of LAN LAN, and to her confession of this matter, he is simply not calm.

"Tell me, baby, what's my chance of success then?" Meng Yaodong road.

After thinking for a while, Jing bao'er said directly, "I think it's about 50 percent..."

"The probability is also a little low..." Meng Yaodong sighed helplessly.

"In fact, it's not low, at least half the chance..."

"Well, and what shall I wear then? White? If it's white, it's cleaner. No, isn't it too plain? How about I wear red? No, Dahong seems too ostentatious So, brown? No Brown doesn't work. So Pink? No, pink is too coquettish, silver grey? No, it's too plain... ""Neither can this nor that, so what color do you want to wear?" Jing Rong asked impatiently.

"I can't think of it. Why don't you wear sapphire? This color suits me, and it's not as showy as red, or as plain as white... " Meng Yaodong also said, "I just started a suit like this in Armani, or will it be like this?"

"Whatever Blue and white are fine Jing Rong said, "it suits you anyway."

"In fact, I think you look better in white. On that occasion, it's better to be a gentleman and clean." Jingbaoer road.

"Yes? Then I'll wear white? " Meng Yaodong began to waver.

"White, wear a white suit, and then match with a pair of white shoes. In this way, if you hold a big bunch of red roses on stage, you will feel very much..." Jing bao'er said, "imagine yourself. Under the rain, you are dressed in white, holding a bunch of huge red roses. What a feeling?"

Jing bao'er's words made Meng Yaodong unconsciously outline the scene in his mind.

It seems that the scene is really good.

I do feel it.

He immediately snapped his fingers, and then said, "well, I've decided to wear white..."

"In fact, there's no need to be so tangled about what to wear. What you need to study now is what you want to say on stage and what lines to express. Have you thought about it?" Jing Rong asked.

Meng Yaodong nodded, "think about it. I've already thought about it. You don't have to worry about it..."

"That will do." Jingrong road.

"Jingrong, I'm nervous. What should I do?" Meng Yaodong road.